"Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord" Is1:18;
[Garret Ziegler in fine form]
"Enmoron can't even dress himself. Shirt collar undone, I have no idea what the hell lame-ass tie knot you'd call that, his gig line and belt are all screwed up. And to top it all off, he's apparently a lopsided fucker, too. The Hunched Belt of Letitia James.
This dude is just a soup sandwich, with Bernie-wannabe hair and a fair resemblance to a termite."
